This ain't the dawning of the age of Aquarius
I thought, good on me, expressing my love in such a web 2.0 manner.
And, her response?
"Thanks. Just leaving the antique store. That table I like is still there. I still think we should buy it."
Thanks? I bare my soul and I get a Thanks??
Happy Valentines day to me then.
And then it gets better. Next message:
"At Safeway could you get: 2L skim milk, loaf white bread, bag of salad. I think that's all."
Oh, this gets better and better. Safeway.
I go back to my work, love frustrated. Then a few moments later the phone buzzes again, maybe now she will say something sentimental...
"And some fresh mushrooms, maybe 20. thanks. :)"
Are you serious??? Fresh mushrooms???
Good grief. Love is in the air around here.
I return to work. Alone.
15 minutes later, a final message comes through. My heart is ready for it this time. What's next, mustard? Celery salt? FeminineÂ hygieneÂ products? nothing will surprise me now.
"And maybe a garlic. The one in the fridge is growing roots."
It's not love in the air today baby. It's garlic.